Chapter 783 The saints were surprised, turned away, and the wind was shocked
"Holy Lord, are you okay?"
The city lord of Tianmiao Holy City dug up Yin Rurong from the depths of the ground and placed it on a bluestone by the Liushui River.
Yin Rurong lay on the stone.
Her eyes were dull and she stared blankly at the sky.
No wonder the Piaomiao Sect has risen so rapidly.
It turns out that it’s because this sect has a saint!
"Ye Feng, you hide it so well!"
Yin Rurong slapped her angrily, and the bluestone under her body shattered into powder. She fell to the ground with an angry look on her face.
The momentum shook.
She became bright and beautiful again, with a faint mist covering her body, making it difficult to see her true appearance.
"Ye Feng?"
"What does this matter have to do with Ye Feng?"
The city lord of Tianmiao Holy City on the side did not know why.
"You go back first!" Yin Rurong said coldly, and then looked at the Lord of Tianmiao Holy City with cold eyes.
"Uh, okay."
The city lord of Tianmiao Holy City dare not disobey.
After he left, Yin Rurong looked at the towering Piaomiao Peak that disappeared into the clouds in the distance, gritted her teeth and walked over.
…
Because of the battle just now, the entire China was in a state of shock.
Everyone is speculating on the origins of the True Dragon Ancient Sage and the Galaxy Quasi-Sage, and whether they are enemies or friends, and people are panicking.
"That's a holy dragon!"
"It turns out that there is a hidden holy realm in China! I thought there was no holy realm anymore!"
"You're talking bullshit!"
"There must be saints in every major holy place."
Everyone started a long discussion.
…
Sun Realm.
"It turns out to be the Hedao realm!"
"But what's even more shocking is that this true dragon is not from the Hedao realm in other worlds, but from our country."
"But how is this done?"
The clone of the ancient sage Sun is at a loss for words.
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Cangqing restricted area.
"Our Shenzhou Hedao realm... is interesting!"
The avatar of the Lord of the Cangqing Forbidden Zone frowned slightly.
She watched the entire battle today.
With just one glance, she recognized the cultivation system of the True Dragon Ancient Sage and knew that he was in the Hedao realm, because he had the aura of Heavenly Dao emanating from his body, but it was many times weaker than the Heavenly Dao in China.
However, the owner of the Cangqing Forbidden Zone also didn't understand.
How could a Hedao realm belong to China?
Moreover, the strength of the True Dragon Ancient Saint is no different from that of the ordinary Saint Realm, and is much stronger than the legendary Hedao Realm.
more importantly.
The True Dragon Ancient Saint actually has a holy body!
"It's strange."
"When the body and the Tao are combined, there should be only the soul state left. How can there be an entity, and it is also a holy body?"
The owner of the Cangqing Forbidden Zone is puzzled.
All major holy places.
All the incarnations of the Holy Realm were in shock.
…
At the foot of Piaomiao Peak.
Yin Rurong arrived here, glanced at the door-calling bronze bell beside her, didn't bother to ring the bell, and walked straight to the top of the mountain.
Clang!
A bright sword light struck down from the top of the mountain. Yin Rurong's footsteps that were about to land on the first step quickly stopped and she took a few steps back.
Tear it apart!
The next moment, a ray of sword light passed through the place where she was before. It was sharp, domineering, and without any mercy.
"Stop, rude people!"
An old voice sounded from the side.
Yin Rurong followed the sound and saw Liufeng holding his arms and carrying an iron sword on his back, leaning against the stone pillar next to the bronze bell that called the door.
"Liu Feng!"
Yin Rurong looked at him with an unhappy expression.
If Liu Feng dared to stop her before, she would definitely not be polite, but since the Holy Soldier Piccolo was taken away and she suffered from Dao injuries, Yin Rurong's strength is only 90% of its peak.
She is no match for Liu Feng.
"We in the Piaomiao Sect do not welcome rude people." Liufeng spoke and pointed to the bronze bell beside him, "Anyone who comes will not be allowed to climb the peak without ringing the bell."
"Why should I, the Holy Master, abide by your rules?"
"If you don't comply, get out!"
Liufeng pulled out the iron sword.
Her aura was so high that even her voice and appearance were about to change, and she couldn't help but grit her teeth.
She hates it!
Today, the Holy Soldier Piccolo was first taken away. Then, because there was no Holy Soldier to suppress the Taoist injuries, his strength declined. Now, he was turned away by Ye Feng's protector Liu Feng.
This is an unprecedented shame!
She was frozen in place, her face gloomy and uncertain.
If you don’t climb the peak, you won’t see Ye Feng.
Without Ye Feng's help, she would have returned to the Holy Soldier Piccolo.
It's a small matter that I can't suppress my Dao injury. After returning, being scolded by the Holy Land in the Holy Land is a big deal.
After half a cup of tea.
Yin Rurong's mentality exploded.
She walked to the bronze bell that called the door, picked up the hammer, struck it hard three times, and then threw the hammer aside.
"Haha, a guest is coming, please wait!"
On the mountain peak, the voice of Hu Dahong came.
Waited for a while.
Yin Rurong saw a girl in red running up the stairs in front of her, holding a fragrant duck leg in one hand.
"The Demon King of the Red Fox Clan."
Yin Rurong saw the details of Hu Dahong.
"Who are you looking for?"
Hu Dahong looked at Yin Rurong and blinked. His voice was very sweet, with a hint of maturity.
"I want to see Ye Feng."
"The master is in retreat and won't see any guests."
"He is standing on the top of the mountain and looking at this place. You told me that he is in seclusion?"
Yin Rurong was so angry that her whole body trembled.
She stretched out her hand and pointed at the top of Piaomiao Peak. She could clearly see a tall figure standing on the edge of the cliff, looking down. Who else could it be besides Ye Feng?
"The leader told me!"
Hu Dahong looked serious, "The headmaster told me just now that if anyone comes to see him, just say that he is in retreat."
"That's unreasonable!" Yin Rurong was so angry that she kept grinding her teeth.
Looking back at the top of Piaomiao Peak, and looking into Ye Feng's cold eyes for a moment, Yin Rurong remembered the scene of Ye Feng killing the powerful people in the starry sky with just a hair, and couldn't help but tremble all over.
“It’s not a good place to stay for a long time!”
The sound ripped through the void and disappeared.
"Little fox, you have nothing to do here." Liufeng said to Hu Dahong, and his figure gradually faded.
"Okay!" Hu Dahong ate the duck leg and jumped back to the top.
…
In front of the main hall.
Liufeng sat across from Ye Feng and drank tea together.
"Master, have you really become a saint in body?" Liu Feng looked at him, his eyes full of shock.
"Yes." Ye Feng nodded.
Hearing this, Liu Feng was shocked all over.
"I almost forgot to mention that in the past few years, I have been preparing for the tribulation. Maybe you will be able to survive the tribulation of becoming a saint at some time."
Ye Feng said suddenly.
"Forehead?"
Liufeng was stunned for a moment, then his pupils shrank, he realized something, and his whole body was shaking with excitement. However, when he raised his head and wanted to ask something, he found that Ye Feng had already left.
On the coffee table.
The cup is still steaming.
"The leader is truly an amazing person."
Liufeng muttered and continued to stay at the peak, studying stronger and faster sword moves.
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Wonderful holy land.
This place, like the Sun Realm, is an independent small world created by the Holy Realm.
"Old Saint Miaoyin, this is all my fault. Your holy soldiers were taken away by bad guys. Please punish me severely."
Yin Rurong knelt on the ground, lowered her head and said.
In front of her, stood an illusory figure with a slender waist and a graceful figure. He held a flower in his jade hands, exuding a strange fragrance that made people feel relaxed all over.
"I will remember this grudge!"
The incarnation of the ancient saint Miaoyin said coldly, and then, with a "click" sound, he crushed the flower in his hand.